All Chapters of Fake Vow, True Luna: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

NathanWeeks passed after my mother’s funeral. The pain didn’t lessen, but I figured out how to navigate life with that ache in my chest.The last time I saw my mother—really saw her, not just in passing at some event or another—I had kicked her out. Sure, she was being cruel to Olivia… But she wasn’t trying to hurt anyone. She never did try to hurt anyone. She could be tough and rigid, but she usually meant well.I didn’t understand why she went to Edward’s Gulch on her own. It made no sense. She was profoundly against the notion of anyone going to that place, and I got my backside tanned on multiple occasions when I snuck there as a kid.Why, then, was she going there, on her own, in the middle of the rainy spring season? It was so unlike her.Her empty space at my dad’s dinner party. The replaced portraits. The frantic voicemail. The information that Olivia and I discovered about my pack’s history, about this ‘Edward’ person, who had also supposedly met his untimely death in the ve

OliviaThe entrance of Nathan was a staggering shadow that barely resembled the resolute figure I had grown accustomed to.“Nathan?” I asked, my eyes widening as I took in his haggard appearance. “What happened?”For a few moments, Nathan just stood there, wavering in the doorway. It was then that I saw him try to take a step forward, and his knees began to buckle beneath him.His steps faltered, his usually clear and attentive blue-green eyes now distant and unfocused. A cloud of alarm settled over me, prompting my feet to move even before my mind fully processed the scene.I caught him just as he was about to collapse. The reality of his weight against me was a stark reminder of his vulnerability.“Nathan!” My voice broke through my worry. “Where have you been? What happened?”He tried to speak, his lips moving to form words, but all that escaped was a hoarse whisper, nearly inaudible amidst his labored breathing.“I’ve just… Been…”His strength was rapidly ebbing away, leaving me t

OliviaThe cold night air nipped at my cheeks as I neared Colin’s grand estate. The looming mansion was a stark contrast to the modest houses surrounding it. The sole light filtering from the slightly ajar curtains of the mansion beckoned me.The choice to sneak into Colin's house was no impulse. It was something that had been gnawing at the back of my mind for days. Secrets, lies, and the odd relationship between Colin and Jen had festered, creating an itch I just had to scratch.And the letter from Nathan’s mother, the haggard appearance of my childhood friend as he stumbled into our house after disappearing for a full day, were the final straw.My father’s voice echoed in my mind…“Olivia, your curiosity will be the death of you.”“I know,” I had said. I was thirteen. My father had just caught me trying to sneak into the neighbor’s house, not for the first time, but for the third time. “But I swear they’re keeping him in there!”“Honey…” My father passed his hand over his weary fac

Olivia“Go on, hand it over,” Jenifer said, her cold eyes filled with a burning, mocking fury. “Or I’ll ruin your lives.”My hands trembled as I held the file. I didn’t know exactly what was in there, but I knew that whatever information that was held within would likely expose Colin for wrongfully evicting my father. Maybe it even had something to do with Maria’s death, too. Maybe even Edward’s.But the threat of Nathan being removed from the Council, our lives being destroyed… I didn’t know if it was worth it. I cared too much about Nathan to let that happen to him.“You’re bluffing,” I said, hoping to stall for time. I dialed 911 while Jenifer’s back was turned, and only hoped that the police would overhear our conversation and that at least one officer would come to check on us. “You won’t release that information.”“Why wouldn’t I?” Jenifer asked, cocking her head. “You really think I wouldn’t throw you and your bastard child under the bus to keep that file in your hands from see

NathanThe sun was filtering through the curtains, casting a soft glow on Olivia’s face as she stepped back into the kitchen. She looked beautiful, like a guardian angel after all of the turmoil we had been through. Whatever anger I felt toward her for running off last night had melted away by now, replaced by gratefulness that she had been the one to end this once and for all.But there was a look of utter disbelief in her eyes as she walked up to me. In her hand, she held the morning paper, her fingers clenched around it as though it held the answer to an unsolvable riddle.“Nathan,” she said, her voice trembling. "You need to see this."I pushed myself up from the kitchen table, my muscles protesting after the uncomfortable night of sleep on the couch. But I ignored the discomfort, focusing on the fear in Olivia’s eyes.“What is it?” I asked, reaching out to take the paper from her.My eyes went wide as I scanned the headlines, my heart pounding in my chest.Jen had been busy, even